Buy­ing and sell­ing back in the ‘50s

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I was very in­ter­ested in read­ing about the Mon­day Mar­ket at Ayl­sham in the Septem­ber is­sue.

In the early 1950s we went as we lived on a farm in Horstead. It was a few hours of in­ter­est from the every day life, meet­ing friends and look­ing around.

We of­ten took a crate of hens which had fin­ished lay­ing eggs and there­fore mak­ing space for them to be re­placed with pul­lets.

I had to be early as the pens there would soon be full. Men would be walk­ing up and down the pens as some hens would still be lay­ing eggs and they would reach in the pens to get them.

Ge­of­frey Key had a loud, clear voice and there were no mis­takes with him even with so much noise around.

We of­ten took bull calves to sell as we only wanted the fe­males to keep the herd go­ing.

One day we were stand­ing by the bull ring with men all around wait­ing for the sale to be­gin. There was one no­body bid for. At last I shouted I would give half a crown in old money. Sur­prised no­body bid, I said two shillings. There was laugh­ter but it was mine and I took it home in the back of the car.

I found it was a freak of na­ture, nei­ther heifer nor a bull. I fed it on gruel from a pail us­ing my fin­ger. As it grew it went on mead­ows with the oth­ers and I later sold a healthy an­i­mal. An­other time we bought a wooden shed for a hen house with big win­dows on each side. A friend, who had a lorry, said he would like it as a play­house for his sixyear-old daugh­ter. Know­ing it would make her happy he took it home. The next week he got a more suit­able one for us.

An­other year we bought lots of trays of flower plants. We didn’t set them for a while, wait­ing for the frosts to pass. We planted them on June 1 but on the night of June 3 there was a very late frost and it took them all. By lunchtime they were all flat to the ground.

D E MARJORAM Fret­ten­ham


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